Alle Kapitel von The Mafia's Forbidden Heat: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 10

Another extremely boring party. Ugh! Standing beneath the glittering chandeliers of the Imperial Hotel ballroom, swirling the wine in my glass as I tried to hide my growing irritation and growing bulge. Not sure why. The room buzzed with laughter and fake conversation with seething faces that could stab you without looking back. Omegas with lying tongues moved around like butterflies; their soft, pitchy voices were slightly higher whenever an Alpha passed by. Alphas, dressed in their finest designer suits, shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, their smiles fake. They weren’t here for me. They were here for my father. Perfect because I couldn't stand their lying tongues and deceitful hearts. Every one of them hoped to be favoured by the Rin’s family, to secure a contract, a deal, an opportunity. To them, I was simply an accessory—Young Master Rin, the god-like beautiful but temperamental son of the most powerful alpha in the city. I was pretty to look at, but ultima

The air between us grew heavier with every passing second. Thorne could hear the rhythm of my pulse from where he stood, my body locked in a state of need and burning desire. The unbearable ache in between my legs pulsed stronger, spreading waves of heat through every inch of my skin.I couldn’t believe this was happening to me.An alpha reduced to this—a heat-stricken omega, completely at the mercy of instincts I never imagined I would feel. And worst of all, the only alpha in the room was him. My rival. The man I hated more than anyone else.Thorne Brown.He was trying, truly trying, to maintain control. He was rigid with tension, his fists balled, breath caught in his throat as he stood a few feet away. But I saw it, the lust and burning desire behind his eyes. The alpha inside him was fighting to get out.And my scent was making it harder for him with every second.“Damn it,” he cursed under his breath, running a hand through his hair as if he was trying to shake off the pull phys

The doctor arrived not long after.Thorne let him into the suite while I remained curled up in the center of the bed, trying desperately to compose myself, though it was useless. My body still trembled from exhaustion, my skin damp with sweat, my scent unmistakable. The air reeked of what we had done.The doctor, who was a beta, thankfully, moved quickly and professionally. He avoided my eyes as he administered a suppressant injection into my arm, his expression carefully neutral.“The heat should subside fully within the hour,” he said quietly, addressing Thorne rather than me. “Your omega will stabilize soon.”Your omega.I flinched at those words, but neither of us corrected him.The doctor packed his bag, leaving a few extra suppressants on the nightstand before quietly excusing himself. The soft click of the door closing behind him left Thorne and me alone again.The silence between us was almost deafening.I sat up slowly, my limbs weak but much steadier now. The heat had recede

MARIPOSA POV:Please, you have got the wrong man. I didn't do anything, I'm a pr…..” My father's voice was cut off by the bang of the gunshot from a tall masked man.I gasped, my hands went over my mouth immediately as I avoided screaming out. He fell back, choking and muttering some words. Inaudible and incoherent.No words, but I knew from experience he was praying.The bullet cut through his throat, and my whole family was lying on the floor. Unmoving with their eyes wildly open in a horrifying way that made my stomach churn with dread. “Done, boss," the gunman said, and their leader, clothed in black, his face hidden behind a skull mask.“Burn it down," he ordered, and he walked out with some men following him out immediately. If I had came back from Emily's house a few minutes earlier, I would have been killed too. But I was here. Frozen. Breathing through my hands, eyes locked on the blood like it was a story I wasn't supposed to read. I wanted to scream, but I was suffoca

RIN POV: Still half-tied, still caked with dried blood and sweat. Shuddering. And still alive, unfortunately. His head was on my neck. His hands were somewhere they didn't belong. Weak and pissed, I shoved at his head with the only thought: make him hurt. Typical Thorne - always nonchalant about everything until it gets too late. Funny. He was holding me like we were hopelessly in love after ruining my life. Fuck him! Although my body was betraying my heart, I wanted his hands to move forward. But fuck I couldn't dare say that out loud or he would make me wish I had never wished so.Couldn't see what Xender was doing right now as he had spun the chair around.Cutting off my sight of the scene, coward move- or maybe this was worse than I thought. Thorne is also working with him, fuck can this day get any more hard than my dick is! “Are you done playing the hero? Now, get your filthy hands off me,” I growled, my voice sounding tougher in my head than it does.I got no respons